Our Truths | By : Strailo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 12541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Our Truth
Fandom: Naruto
Part: 19
Characters: Ibiki, Raidou
Word count: 1,504
Warnings: Nothing
AN: So, first chapter of the New Year! I hope it finds you well and happy.
Now, someone (either an Anon or smit45) on AFF sent me a review that asked why the tattoo was in such an odd place. The reason why? Because it's not a spot most people will look for a tattoo.
Even interrogators won't put much attention to that spot since there are more conventual places that are better to stick a tattoo. That's why.
For now, enjoy!
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“So tell me what you know.” Ibiki stared at the Sparrow masked ANBU before him, feeling the smirk behind it. “You know something, don’t you?”
“I do know, a lot. But still not all that much. I may be close to them but I’m still learning what is going on with the Chunins and the such,” Raidou admitted as he pulled off his mask. He set it to the side. “I think that they may actually know who I am, but that’s not surprising considering what it’s looking like they know.”
“Everyone knows that an ANBU can and will be any nin as long as they have the power and are willing to go through the hell of training,” Ibiki grunted, staring out of his window. “But what I’m not understanding is how they hid everything under the radar. From everyone.”
Raidou smirked at him. “They’re just that good. They are hand chosen to be the main people for the Hokage’s pet Chunin, and thus they are trained well. I think that they go through a few more classes than any other Chunin or Jounin when it came time to keep their minds sharp. Not to mention dangerous for any intruders. Especially after they come to you for the start of that training.” He chuckled and shook his head as he stretched his legs out before him. “They are scary strong by the looks of it, and they hide right in front of us.”
“That they do,” Ibiki sighed as he slumped down in his seat. He frowned heavily as he tapped his fingers on his chairs arm. “It is all rather interesting really. At least when it comes to them. Do you think anyone would know anything about them? And I mean actually know something, not just rumors and hearsay,” he said. He looked at Raidou who looked thoughtful.
“Maybe the guys at the bar may know. I know that Izumo and Kotetsu often hit up the bar. Sometimes Iruka is there. Naruto meets up with some of his fellow Rookie Nine to just hang out and talk with them. Catch up on what they’re all doing,” he said after a moment of thinking. “I sometimes meet up with them. But we don’t talk work often. Listening to what they do say though would probably fill in more information. Maybe get Anko in to watch. Did you read her report about what they told her?” he asked.
Ibiki nodded as he pulled that report out. “I didn’t even know that they had seals that no one can see, much less that they are able to copy full reports without needing to copy them by hand,” he said. “She said that it had something to do with the chakra that a person infuses into their ink without knowing it. All they do is take that chakra, use their ink mix, and recreate the file that way. If the file didn’t have that microscopic amount of chakra in it to transfer, it wouldn’t work.”
“That sounds interesting and useful. Maybe that’s why some of those files are so neatly written but handed back and told to rewrite them. And they tell them to do it without help,” Raidou snickered, remembering a few times that happened. “I wonder how they can figure out if it was written by that person or not. Are they sensors?” he asked.
Ibiki shook his head with a chuckle. “It’s actually a basic thing that each desk Chunin has to learn, even if said desk Chunin isn’t looking at it for a long term career. It’s pinpoint chakra sensing. While they’re there, they learn to read the chakra in the ink and it helps their abilities in the long run,” he said, patting the report. “Anko is currently begging them to learn techniques while she’s watching them.”
“It would help her to train her chakra sensing, get it to work properly,” Raidou chuckled as he stood, pulling his mask back on. “But truly? I would suggest that just having some of the ANBU go and listen to the guys at the bar when they’re there. Without their masks of course. Most tend to shut up when ANBU are around and we just can’t have that, now can we?” he drawled. He smirked once more at his boss from behind his mask.
Ibiki growled before he waved a hand to dismiss his hidden ANBU, already thinking about what he was going to do next. He knew that Raidou was right about the bar. He needed to find out some way to get the information on the career Chunins, but to do that people had to talk. And they never talked freely around ANBU. As it was, interrogation just to figure out a puzzle was frowned on by the Hokage, especially if it concerned her Chunins.
That woman had so much going on that no one knew about that it wasn’t funny. This of course included the fact that she was having her pets go through the paperwork of the village. And that she was looking to clean house, using her Chunin to do it.
It was kind of hot knowing that her career Chunin were trained to hide such information from everyone and still seem so sweet and innocent.
Sighing to himself, Ibiki slumped in his chair as he contemplated who would be the best to use to have listen in on the Chunins in the bar. He needed someone who could blend in, like Raidou said, but who could still pick out the important things that they needed. It would take some planning.
Standing up from his chair, he moved to one of his file cabinets and started to shift through the various files that he had on people. Frowning, he figured out after a while that Raidou and possibly Yamato would be best to use for the mission. They both blended well, but Raidou was already a well known figure in the bar, usually hanging out with the Chunin as it was. But Yamato could hide out even in broad daylight.
Hiding in plain sight of a bunch of Jounin and Chunin who were there to relax after a long day? It would be a cake walk for his young ANBU. Considering there had been a short time where Jiraiya had talked with him about using Yamato’s special skill set to help train Naruto to use the Kyuubi’s powers? It wouldn’t be to hard to get him to watch the Chunins.
It would just have to be done in such a way that they wouldn’t raise suspicion from anyone about what they were doing. It wouldn’t do them any good if the desk Chunins discovered that they were working on trying to figure them out after all. They would even go further underground with their secrets, and Ibiki really did want to know what he could learn about them. He had a feeling that he would need to know what he could so he could be the best kind of support if they needed it from him.
Ibiki knew that there were things that were building up to something. Something big. Especially since that idiot had actually had gotten into the Archives and stolen paperwork from there. What paperwork it had been, not even Anko had figured that out. But he was sure that it had been somewhat important as, for example, the list of clan techniques for their clans. And some of the village created jutsus.
Those files had been what the man was probably after, but until he was actually awake and healed from his ordeal, they couldn’t get that story out of him.
All that they knew was that the idiot had grabbed files after attacking Naruto with a sedative, and then physically before ditching out. He had left Naruto to shake off the drug fully before getting sick and gathering everyone together.
He had to smirk at the fact that Naruto wasn’t one that was easily drugged and knocked out. And that someone had tried that on him, but all it did was make him very, very mad.
Chuckling softly to himself, Ibiki tucked away the personnel files and moved back to his desk, sitting down to write out his request for Raidou and Yamato to do the bar mission. He wanted to hear anything and everything that was being said about the Chunins. He would weed out the rumors later. But he also wanted to see how they acted around their friends, both from inside of the group and from outside of the group.
He had no doubt that the reports would be full of information and revelations for him.
Ibiki smirked down at the paperwork before he laughed. Outside of his office, his secretary swore, loudly, to go see the ANBU therapist again as she pulled out the bottle of whiskey, shuddering. Her job just didn’t pay her enough, bonus’ included, to deal with a laughing Ibiki.
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